blood spreads like a plague on my flesh

these scars a mark of memories

I carve them out with hate and love

with this sliver of truth

tattooed across my body

embedded in my soul

these trails of my tears of flesh

my heart echoes the strain

what's the price of innocence gained

what of honor lost

buried within this rotting womb

its hard to tell it apart

my pain becomes a chaotic dance

my soul its own partner

these steps are riddled with disease

as my breath begins to falter

life becomes like the kisses of a martyr

knowing each moment could be your last

you twirl and spin, lost within the music of deprecating gasps